One Year Gone

It's one of those gloomy days when it's easy to get melancholy. My thoughts returned to my best friend Bobby who died just one year ago, coincidentally on a day like today, with my parents visiting and all. He never saw 2010 and never met BD. He won't ever experience the me that emerged once I REALLY settled down or how much I miss swapping stories and having his unfiltered advice. They say the mourning we experience after death is God's way of helping us remember how much we loved someone...I don't quite understand Lord, but I am so grateful for Bobby and the decades we shared. We're never really prepared to lose the people we love and yet I am keenly aware of how the loss of Bobby helped me appreciate the finite nature of everything that is my life. I'm kinder, more giving and more accepting because of his loss. Just as we count off birthdays each each year, I've started the macabre countdown of the years since Bobby's departure. Bobby...one year gone.


Keep passin' the open windows...

- Mobile post from my iPhone

Location:New York, NY